The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 34

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 034
“The reward from the last ranking match nullifies debuffs inflicted by other hunters’ special stats. For reference, this time it grants complete immunity to mental attacks, poison, and curses. I suspect that maze debuff contains a mental attack directed at Yea.”
“I see. Then if I become rank one, could I obtain that as well?”
Though I’d asked in jest, he nodded quite readily, his demeanor suggesting he’d already been contemplating that very question.
His gaze shifted forward. Following suit, I turned to see a witch-shaped boss monster with a decaying face blocking our path.
A stench of rot emanated from it—utterly different from the musty odor we’d encountered before.
Without thinking, I stepped backward, but Jung Hwan-jae held me in place.
“To achieve that, you must grow stronger. Yea, can you handle this?”
Having spoken those words, I couldn’t retreat. I furrowed my brow and stepped forward.
For the record, I wasn’t frightened in the slightest.
I charged forward with all my might toward empty air. Beneath my feet, a fantastical gingerbread house crumbled, and the stench intensified.
The witch began singing a terrible cacophony as if to bewitch someone.
The gem on the ring adorning my finger gleamed with an opal-like luster. I ceased my whistling and cast a skill—a song from some ancient legend.
“Listen, children. Hear these words.”
Special stat ‘???’ counters Ragnarok’s melody.
Special stat ‘???’ cannot be activated; only basic functions operate.
Current stat measurement impossible.
A tale of a mountain monster from long ago.
There lived a creature that devoured nightmares.
It lost its heart to a human and nightly crossed the threshold of death.
The human dreamed nightmares and weakened, dying all the while.
Faded Fairy Tale (C)
The rhythm healer lacks sufficient status to inherit this data. Only partial cache is accepted.
Data responds to the effects of equipped items.
A grand chorus resonated, much like when I’d dealt with Kim Kyung-hoon. If poets, singers, actors, and others had multiple works recorded in the network, I could search through all of them bit by bit.
What I was about to sing was another composition created by the poet who wrote the faded legend.
Unlike the beautiful future depicted in that tradition, this carried an entirely different atmosphere.
An aggressive song with no intention of protecting anyone.
“Hear me, beast loves human. How does beast love human?”
The sin of daring to hold a human in one’s heart was grave.
The deity of the underworld, taking pity on the human, unleashed divine punishment.
A solemn and dark voice continued unbroken. As the monotonous melody endlessly filled the surroundings, crimson-tinged musical staves twisted chaotically around me in all directions.
As if this were what a musical score would look like if it took the form of a nightmare, the distorted lines lifted into the air and began slashing the decaying witch mercilessly.
A sharp, acrid smell—so intense it overpowered the stench—filled the air. The witch screamed in agony, clutching at her ears.
Though this indiscriminately attacked everything around it, I felt no concern.
Equipment buff applied. Those wearing matching rings are excluded from attack targets.
The chaotic lines that had spread like haphazardly drawn strokes avoided Jung Hwan-jae standing steadfastly behind me as if by miracle.
He too was exposed to my song, and though this music was far more aggressive than any situation we’d cleared together, he showed no sign of distress.
It was likely due to the opal-colored ring gleaming brilliantly on his finger.
The two gems shone with an enigmatic light, enveloping and protecting us both.
I pushed off the ground with all my strength, launching myself into the air.
“The monster wailed. Give me humans. Give me humans.”
The incomprehensible voices of countless beings filled the space around me once more, humming and reverberating.
Give me humans. Give me humans.
Following my song mindlessly was both a chorus and a curse. The crimson staff lines began to spike erratically, like someone’s heartbeat monitor gone haywire.
The witch’s body began to disintegrate, torn asunder. I couldn’t stop singing for something so trivial. I raised my voice higher, as if screaming through the melody.
My feet lifted into empty space. I kicked hard against the void. My own voice felt like it belonged to someone else.
The effect of Creation Technique is applied.
Retrieving past errand-runner data from when the faded fairy tale was sung.
Seeing that status window appear from the beginning, it really might not be my voice at all.
The man’s voice overlapping with mine guided me in perfect rhythm, and frequently corrected the pitch whenever I faltered.
Using his voice as a landmark, I climbed higher and higher in tone.
When his voice joined mine, I felt an odd illusion that something was being sung far more beautifully.
“So listen, child. I will tell you this. Run. That monster hunts you.”
Do not sleep. The monster comes.
You must not slumber. Sleep approaches.
“Go, go, go.”
As the desperate commands to leave continued, the lines on the staff grew thicker. All of it constricted around the witch’s entire body, reducing everything trapped within to powder in a single instant.
I stood dazed, staring ahead. Reflexively, I turned to check Jung Hwan-jae’s reaction. He smiled at me gently.
“Well done, Yea.”
“Senior Jung Hwan-jae.”
“Since you have the highest contribution, I’ll head out first. See you in a few seconds.”
I found myself breaking into a wide smile without even realizing it.
The dungeon’s exit seemed to witness my smiling face for the first time, and his gaze that had been reaching toward me lingered for a long while.
Everything around me collapsed slowly. It was the familiar sight that always occurred when leaving a dungeon.
The dizziness from the crumbling landscape faded quickly. The familiar city came into view before my eyes.
The problem was that I was suspended in midair, and my body began to plummet uncontrollably downward.
[Liri: Yea!]
[Liri: I’m sending my avatar right now.]
In less than a second, Liri’s panicked message appeared before my eyes. This wasn’t a body that would shatter from a fall like this.
Awakened ones boasted physical conditions and recovery abilities incomparable to ordinary people, so from this height, I’d just get some scrapes and bruises.
And from this height, I should be able to land safely. I flailed in the air, trying to assume a proper falling technique I’d seen somewhere.
My falling speed was quite slow.
‘That’s enough.’
“You promised not to treat yourself carelessly.”
But with a voice that whispered directly into my ear, Jung Hwan-jae grasped my hand and descended lightly to the ground.
“When descending, instead of that posture, you should extend one foot at a time as if walking down stairs. Do you understand what I mean? I thought you knew since you ascended into the air so well earlier.”
“Liri told me I could move more freely inside the dungeon. She explained how to do it too.”
“…I see.”
“Yes, but I didn’t think it would have an effect outside the dungeon as well.”
[Liri: When you first exit the Dungeon, you’re still under its influence. That’s why you can temporarily use enough mana to operate within it.]
‘Then why were you in such a rush earlier?’
Anyone watching would think I was desperate to send her an avatar body. Liri seemed to like me quite a bit, so maybe she genuinely wanted to do that.
I glanced up at Jung Hwan-jae, who had been silent. Even after settling down safely, he held my hand gently.
“We have one week until our ranking match, Senior Jung Hwan-jae. When does the bracket come out?”
“A week before. Can you use your skills properly on your own now?”
“Somewhat. Most things are fine, but could I learn about the healers ranked between 1st and 150th? There’s a chance I might face them.”
He nodded readily, as if it were nothing.
I wondered how he could speak so calmly when not all of them would even be Korean, and in that moment, he pulled a small invitation from his pocket.
“There’s a Hunter Gathering I can bring Yea to. It came to all hunters affiliated with Hanttae.”
“Oh, I’ve heard about it. There’s supposed to be a gathering between top-tier guilds.”
Some say you have to move in pairs, others say you need to form a four-person party.
Beyond just hunter relationships, they share information about Ragnarok, handler identities, and prime ranking match intel—there were even rumors that invitations were being scalped.
Without realizing it, my face must have lit up at the prospect of attending. A smile appeared on his face.
“Will you be my partner?”
“I want to prostrate myself and beg. Please, be my partner.”
Looking at Jung Hwan-jae’s overwhelmed expression, I couldn’t help but laugh.
Sometime, every time he smiled, my heart would flutter.

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